out of love

Thu, 21 Jun 2007 06:34:37 GMT

san diego

a love in, loved out?
who could say?
what matters is
I cannot stay.

you gave what you had
as you could and what you may
have thought would be enough
for some woman one day.

that one day was yesterday

when by the merging Oceans

of ice and the fires of desire

I let go to understand

how living this life will now be

split through the middle

and carved out of an eternity.

I submitted the redundancy

Of coming together only to part

Broken by echoes of voices past

pushing me to stop...restart

lest I fall into a common love

(the kind that does not last)

But for my loving heart
and from wisdom's glow,
I can suffer no longer
while the emptiness grows.

Now that you begin anew
living the life you've always
wanted to
Will you keep what you cannot
pretend to share?
Will we be partners in love,
whose lust is not a hidden affair?
our bodies surging with feverish ache,
to give...to take

lovers' hands touch and pull

wanting only to break away

the barriers of what we seem images_008.jpg

to live in today.

Both gentle and tight
we let go to places
where our passion can ignite,
beneath the pier with the sea
at our back, in the blast of day
with your face blurring my sight, our
lips linger over every taste
of one another we can longingly savor.

Sometimes I go there in my heart's fire,
remembering your hand cradling my head
as you lay me back and began to move
to soothe the hunger of my spinning mind
bending it into some distant time. Where only you and I exist,
and all that has been held, denied
breaks free; we are one in a strange irony
come late...the volcano erupting into the welcoming sea,
rebirthing hidden desires
of shadow dancing in
the light of long ago fires.

and the face I thought I knew
shrank from sight, molting from age to rage...
some unsteady captive, captured anew

while far away, a brutal moan
as into me you willfully
push your way past
and confessed what you would

take...and I plead don't stop
not while I can speak,
take me high, higher still
where the light and dark
mingle in foam.

I don't want rest
come for me again
deeper while I shed my skin
leave nothing for desire
burn on with the fire
until it is spent
in an odd estrangement
never content.

~rom~

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out of love